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Previously on St Elsewhere...

Tell her her son was murdered.

Then go tell Carson he's running out of time.

Where'd you pick up that gorgeous brogue?

In Ireland, Sir.

It's perfectly simple - we're Protestant and they're Catholic.

If it's any comfort, your wife has given that woman a second chance.

Would you call this being out of the woods?

Are you kidding?! You're all the way downtown!

Be right back.

OK.

Honey?!

Tonight, on St Elsewhere...

♪ But if we turn our backs

♪ The enemy would strike. ♪

I like the person underneath. The natural you.

Completely natural?

Uh-huh!

&lt (GASPING AND CHOKING)

She choking, she's may aspirate - get the suction!

We've got to clear her lungs.

Dr Craig, we need you in Eve Leighton's room.

'No-one else is available and Mrs Leighton's coded.'

Mmm!

Ah, do you have to go now?

Why did think I got dressed?

I'll be over at St Eligius in a couple of hours,

maybe I'll see there?

Hm.

You better not use my office for business calls any more.

The surgical unit supervisor's starting to suspect something!

(GIGGLES) I'll make your deal.

Hm?

I won't use your office

if you don't leave my towels bundled up in the bathroom.

Why is everything with you a negotiation?

Ha-ha!

And make the bed too!

Neatly!

CARTOON MUSIC PLAYS

DOOR CLOSES

Joan?

'Forget something?'

CLICKING

Honey?

Dr Caldwell.

Yeah?

What is this army, huh? Be all that you can be?

This is in memory of Patrick Brennan.

Ah, scrambled eggs and Italian sausage - what's the occasion?

I got something to tell you.

Hey, Dad, morning.

Morning, sweetheart.

Hi, Mrs Catalano.

Morning, darling.

Did you tell him yet?

No, not yet.

Sit down, have your breakfast.

No, I got to go.

Betty Ressler has to copy my homework.

Oh...

Tommy's dressed. Bye.

Bye. Brigante.

Tell me what?

Oh...

Dr Westphall...

you remember the first time I came here to work for you?

Sure I do. Lizzie was still in diapers.

Do you remember that, even then, I told you that I had some plans to...

someday go back to my family in Castellammare del Golfo?

Yes, I remember.

Take a couple of weeks.

No, not to visit...

to live.

Oh.

(EXHALES) I've been thinking about this for a long time but...

Well, Frannie, you have to live your own life, huh?

I love this family.

I don't know what we'd have done without you all these years,

I mean it.

And it's going to be very hard to replace you, lady.

Oh, I stay.

I stay until you find somebody who's going to be willing to learn

how to take care of Tommy just the way I did.

No, no, no, you go ahead and make your plans. &gt

Tommy, il piccolo tesoro.

He's so special.

How am I going to tell him?

I'll tell him. Tonight.

Grazie.

I'd better hurry him along, eh? Tommy!

Tommy! Come down, you'll be late for school.

(SIGHS)

Frannie, I think it's great news, I really do.

And I'll tell you what we're going to do,

we're going to give you the greatest party the north side's ever seen.

And, listen, if you need some money you tell me...

Ah, per car it a!

Come on, eat your eggs, they're getting cold!

Ah, here he comes!

Eccolo qua, il mio Tomaso!

Ooh, what a good boy, you put your sweater on. Bravo!

Hi, sport.

Tommy wants cereal.

Sure.

I'm a doctor, not a librarian.

Helen, can you go to Miss Chipony's room?

What's the matter?

Well, I removed a piece of glass from her left eye

and I appreciate the fact her world is a little fuzzy

but I mean come on, I've been on call 36 hours!

It's not my fault she was in the middle

of Sidney Sheldon's latest masterpiece!

What is it you want?

It's not what I want, Miss Chipony wants me to read to her.

So read to her!

Helen, I don't have time to be nice to the patients!

Neither do I,

I'm on my way to an emergency meeting of all the head nurses.

Ask one of the candy stripers.

Candy stripers?! I didn't know those bimbettes could read!

Has anyone ever told you you're a pig?

Yeah, a couple of people.

Hey, toots...

I want you to do me a favour, that is, if you're not tied up. Ha!

Hi, Victor!

Hi, Bobbi!

Oh, oh, call me Roberta.

What are you doing here?

Er, well, I'm almost finished with Dr Weiss and the sessions and so,

well, he thought it would be good therapy for me to come to St Eligius

and work as a candy stripe.

Oh, you mean you're cured?

Completely.

See, Dr Weiss and I discovered that my need to be tied up

came from a prenatal womb phenomenon.

My umbilical cord was wrapped around my wrists.

That Weiss is a real thinker.

Yeah. Oh, I'm a new woman, Victor.

No more Bobbi - see, Roberta Sloan.

Fantastic.

Yeah.

No, thanks.

You know, I told Dr Weiss all about you.

You did?!

Uh-huh.

In fact, he thought that you could be a positive influence on my life.

He did?!

Mm-hm, so, what you say?

You think, maybe, we could go out sometime?

Absolutely!

You know, I've got a couple hours free right after lunch.

Me too.

Oh, er, did you want me to do something for you?

No, no, no, no, no, I'll take care of it myself.

OK. Bye.

OK, bye.

Bye-bye.

I'll see you later.

So long.

Adios.

I'm sorry.

Oh, sorry.

Excuse me.

Very sorry.

(LAUGHS) I don't believe it!

(LAUGHS) No, let me tell you.

Yeah.

I walk into the biology labs...

Yeah, right.

And there are all the students standing in a circle,

holding hands with John Novak

and another student standing in the middle.

What were they doing?!

Well, let me tell you. All of a sudden the circle divides into two.

One half goes with John Novak

and the other half goes with the student.

(LAUGHS) Cell division!

You got it!

Oh, I don't believe it!

New teaching methods!

Ah, there you are. &gt.

Telling you to start exercising was a big mistake.

Now I can't keep track of you!

Dr Craig, this is Agnes Najinsky, she is the principal at Paul Revere.

Oh, I'm so sorry!

(LAUGHS) Oh, it's not that bad!

But it'll be a lot better when Eve gets back to her classroom.

Well, one step at a time, Mrs Najinsky.

We're just sending her home this week.

Oh, home, I can't wait to get back to my garden.

Well, I hope you have an ice pick, it's the middle of winter out there!

Oh, there's always something you can do.

See, I'm as passionate about my garden

as you are about planting hearts!

Ha!

Well, well, it's time to face the music.

This week Novak's teaching genetics and I'm terrified!

Oh, God! (LAUGHS)

Nice to meet you, Dr Craig.

Same here.

Bye.

How's your temperature?

Oh, I feel fine.

You wanted to see me?

Yeah.

What do I have to do to become an organ donor?

What are you talking about?

Well, you said yourself that, outside of my heart,

I'm in peak condition and, well, I just want to pass on the opportunity

in case anything happens.

Nothing is going to happen.

Yeah, I know

but, even if the transplant adds another ten years to my life,

I'm going to die at some point.

Who knows, Mark, you may want my kidneys.

You're incredible.

OK, I'll get the forms.

(COUGHS)

But first, I'm going to get you back to your room.

Oh!

Come on.

There we go.

By the way, did you get the clock I sent you?

Look, Eddie, this is, this is going to be pretty grim, all right?

It's one thing to talk about a tragedy

but it's another thing to see the actual results, all right?

I can only imagine how you feel but whatever it is, it's OK.

(OK?)

Dr Martin?

Yes.

I'm Dr Ridley, this is Eddie Carson.

Oh, yes. Right this way.

That's them.

That's my aunt and uncle.

(Thank you.)

What have you got?

Rifle butt to the bridge of the nose,

posterior head injury with loss of consciousness for 15 minutes,

BP 110/60, heart rate 104 and regular.

&lt Ahh!

Respiration 24 and regular.

Let me just see him.

&lt Ow!

Shirley, this is Bobby Caldwell.

The actual damage to the rectory is the least of it.

Frankly, I'm afraid it's just the start

of a wave of violence and terrorism.

I don't get the connection.

Patrick Brennan's family has been a member of St Ursula's

for as long as I can remember.

His death sent a shockwave through the entire parish.

The bombing at the pub, the rectory fire...

it's going to keep escalating, Donald, unless we act now.

What can we do?

My suggestion is to get Carson away from St Eligius as soon as possible.

And where do I move him?

Anywhere. As long as it's not in the middle of the neighbourhood.

Frankly, Father,

I don't see how moving him is going to solve the bigger problem.

If we could do that, my friend, I'd be made a Cardinal

and you'd win the Nobel Peace Prize.

Doesn't it gall you, though, as a priest I mean,

to know that these people are using religion

as an excuse for violence and political gain?

God does not smile on this conflict, Dr Westphall.

They call themselves Catholics and Protestants

but the labels are totally meaningless.

It's nothing but a stupid, ugly gang war.

&lt In Belfast as well as here.

Yup.

BUZZER SOUNDS

Excuse me.

Yeah.

Oh, no.

Well, how is he? Is he stabilised? &gt.

Any apparent neck, back, trunk or extremity trauma?

Well, thank God for that.

All right, keep me posted.

Thanks.

What's happened?

One of our doctors, Bobby Caldwell, they just brought him into ER.

Apparently he's been beaten up badly. &gt.

Where were we?

I...

Where are you going?

I, er, I have to go see him.

Where's Bobby?

Bobby?

Dr Caldwell, where is he?

Cubicle three but you're going to have to wait.

How is he?

(SHOUTS) How is he?! Oh, Bobby.

Miss Halloran?

He's fine. &gt.

Hiya, sweetheart.

What you doing here?

Oh!

"Sweetheart"?

Mrs Leighton, how are you feeling this morning?

Fine. Who are you?

Gretchen Parks, dietician.

Oh, yes.

You know, you've been here almost three months

and every time I've made an appointment to see you

something silly's gotten in the way.

Either you're asleep, or in surgery, or with visitors!

Well, see, to tell you the truth, erm, I've been trying to avoid you.

Really?

All I wanted to do was to talk about post-operative nutrition

and the importance of a balanced diet.

Well, Mrs Parks, I'm 44 years old

and I consider myself to be well educated and I just don't...

Uh-huh, and the main thing to avoid is fatty calories

and that's where our friend Mr Chicken comes in.

Oh? Mr chicken?

Mm!

Wait a minute, this is Mr Chicken?

Are you an egg freak, Mrs Leighton?

Er, not in the usual sense of the word.

Good.

Do you butter your bread?

Every chance I get.

Not any more you don't!

It all boils down to common sense.

Is this leftover from yesterday's lunch?

Mm, now, you don't want to start yourself up.

Oh, no.

But you will need a steady 2,000 calories a day,

plus the appropriate amino acids from the dairy group.

(LAUGHS)

I don't see anything particularly amusing about this, Mrs Leighton.

I'm sorry, really, I'm sorry.

Now, we all know where our best source of protein comes from,

do we not?

Of course we do.

Yes, meet Sammy.

(LAUGHS)

Ehrlich, please, stop it.

Oh, I can't stop.

Happy fingers.

This from a man who, this morning,

was moaning that he hadn't slept in two days.

What's more important

is I haven't slept with anyone in two months.

Come on, last Thursday with Emma.

No, no, bunk beds in on-call do not count.

I still don't understand why you're so happy.

Because, my friend,

in roughly 20 minutes I'm going to be cruising into port,

ready to drop anchor.

Now I know how Columbus felt finding a New World.

You've got a date.

Date? Fiscus, I've got a 100% lock on a sexual sea voyage.

(CHOKES) With who?

Well, specifics aren't really important

but I can tell you she is a junior.

You're going out with a candy striper?

Erlich, have you ever had a conversation with one of them?

Some of them can barely read!

How can you say that?

Eve's a real slugger.

I was worried, there, for a while

but you should have seen her this morning.

She snapped out of her post-op depression

and is raring to get out of this place.

Can you blame her?

No, I can't!

You know what she got me to agree to?

Evidently the kids at her school are confused about the transplant.

I promised to go down there this week and explain it to them.

The Selman foundation renewed our grant

only because of the success of your work.

Well, it's about time.

You mean they've been sleeping together for over a year?!

Well, you know, evidently,

they knew each other even before he moved to town.

Oh. &gt.

Who's that?

&lt Joan Halloran and Bobby Caldwell.

You know too?

Luther Hawkins told me, also about the accident.

What accident?

Bobby Caldwell was in Halloran's apartment when he got mugged.

Wait a minute here, wait a minute.

Now, let me get this straight, Caldwell and Halloran

have been playing, "I've got a secret," for the past year?!

Hm-mm.

Why am I always the last to know?

Hm-mm-mm.

'Mr Acorn, Mr John Acorn to fourth floor nurses station.'

Hi, Dad.

Hi!

What are you doing here?

I've got something to tell you.

I've made a decision, I'm not going to Vassar.

What?

Dad, it's just too expensive, it's too far away

and, besides, anything I can learn there I can study right here at BC.

Does this have anything to do with Mrs Catalano's leaving?

Yeah, kind of.

Lizzie, we'll find another housekeeper.

Dad, do you really think there are that many housekeepers out there

that are going to be willing to take care of an autistic child?

All we need is one.

Don't worry, honey.

I don't know, it doesn't seem fair, Dad.

I mean, you've spent your whole life taking care of us

and taking care of patients.

You never seem to take any time for yourself.

I like my life just the way it is.

I don't know, Dad, the older I get,

I just think you should date more often.

I don't want you to grow old all alone.

Sweetheart, it's my choice.

And, for now, everything is just fine.

Really? Really.

(OK.)

Well, any time you want to bring a lady home for the night

it's OK by me.

It is?

Thank you.

I got to get to play practice.

All right, I'll see you at home.

OK. Bye.

Bye.

Hey.

Please, don't worry about it. &gt

Tommy and I will be just fine.

OK. Bye.

Bye-bye. &gt.

I've, er, I've thought a lot about you in the past couple of months.

Yes, yes, that is so funny, so have I.

Ever since that night in the laundry

I've felt there's something very special between us.

Well, I had a great time.

Me too.

Thanks.

Whoa, whoa, Roberta, don't rush off!

Don't you want to invite me in for a cup of coffee?

Oh, yes, oh, OK, come in.

OK.

Let me see now, you take one lump, is that right?

&lt Yes, one lump.

What a memory you've got, baby doll! (CHUCKLES) Oh, you know what?

Cancel, cancel!

Change that to something, kind of, carbonated, maybe.

Oh, OK.

Yahoo!

Victor, what are you doing?

Just getting comfortable. (CHUCKLES)

Er... no.

No, no, no, erm...

What's the matter? Weak box spring?

Ooh, yeah, kinky.

Up! What?

You've got the wrong idea, Victor.

No, I don't think I do, hun.

Remember, I'm Dr Positive Influence, OK?

Even my pal Weiss said that...

Your pal Weiss said that I should be seeing men

with a soft sexual persona -

you immediately came to our minds.

Let me tell you something about Weiss for starters,

the guy had a thing for his mother.

Well, Dr Weiss said that you would try and impugn his credibility.

What are you talking about? This guy is a quack.

Victor, I care about you.

I care about you.

And I really want us to be friends but...

Dr Weiss says that under no circumstances...

are you and I to have sex.

(EXHALES)

Under no circumstances?!

(EXHALES) &gt.

I think you should leave now.

Oh, brother.

It's because I'm wearing a tie, isn't it?

(EXHALES) I'm going to kill Weiss.

&lt (GASPING AND CHOKING)

She's choking, she's a-aspirate.

Give her suction, we've got to clear her lungs.

I'll get Craig, where is he?

In surgery, go!

(COUGHS)

There's a certain amount of bleeding from the anterior suture line.

BUZZER SOUNDS

'Get that.'

Dr Craig, we need you in Eve Leighton's room.

You'll have to wait, I'm at the most crucial part of the bypass.

Mrs Leighton may have aspirated.

&lt She vomited and is having difficulty breathing.

&lt What you want to do?

Check the board. Get me another surgeon to take over here.

Right away.

How's the pulse?

Still no response.

Another amp of bicarb.

&lt 300 milligrams.

Come on, Eve.

BUZZER SOUNDS

I'm sorry, Dr Craig, no-one else is available and Mrs Leighton's coded.

Dammit!

Suction.

&lt Clear.

MONITOR FLATLINES

Clear.

Wait five minutes, then close if it's still dry.

Trudy, give me a hand here.

Apparently she'd been vomiting and had a productive cough.

Why wasn't it charted?

She didn't tell anybody except one nurse's aide.

I guess she was just so anxious to go home.

She went very fast, Dr Craig.

We kept the code going for 30 minutes.

I'll call the family.

No, I'll do it.

'Dr Romano, Dr Josef Romano to second floor nurses' station.'

I'll buy this magazine.

Important to keep track for the fast breaking trends in medicine.

Keep the change, doll.

Victor, Victor!

Call me Dr Erlich.

Thought you told me to call you...?

Shh, shh, shh!

So, what's your problem, son? Need me to save a life?

No, it's parking.

The security guard won't let me park in the lot reserved for doctors.

That's because you're not a doctor, your a med student, you're nothing!

I know, but Vict...

I mean, Dr Erlich, with Dr Caldwell getting beaten up and everything

I was afraid to park my car anywhere else.

Where do you even come off having a car?

I'm still paying for my student loans.

Well, my cousin Pee-Wee has a Datsun dealership so...

Look, Elliot, you're never going to make it as a doctor here

unless you get your mind out of the parking lot and your butt to the ER!

My car's in the middle of the street...

To hell with your car!

&lt I'm talking life-and-death! I've just spent six hours in OR

adding 16 years to a man's life.

Yes, sir.

Thank you, sir.

Dr Ehrlich?

Wayne, I mean, Dr Fiscus wanted me to tell you

he needed you right away in the ER.

Oh, something Fiscus can't handle alone, huh?

No, he said it was your turn to change the colostomy bags.

Get out of here, Elliot. Right now. Get out, get out.

Oh, no, no, this one's on me.

Oh, he's cute!

Thanks.

Do you really have to be so rough on the medical students?

It's the only thing that'll make them great doctors.

Dr Weiss was right.

He said you'd try all sorts of stupid behaviour to try and impress me.

Weiss again? Come on!

No! Oh, no, Victor, I think it's very sweet.

I mean, that you care that much.

Well, I do, Roberta.

Well, then believe me, I like you just as you are.

I mean, you don't have to dress up or act tough or sexy.

I like the person underneath.

The natural you.

Natural, huh?,

Completely natural?

Uh-huh.

Oh!

What's this?

A key to my apartment.

Great!

Er, Victor, I'd like you to stop by tomorrow so we can talk.

Fine.

I'm coming in from Brookline

and you can't depend on the T with all the snow.

Well, I wouldn't want you to get locked out like you did last time.

Okey-dokey.

OK. (CHUCKLES)

Oh...

That's for you.

You're kidding?

So cute.

Bye!

So, I thought on Saturday we'd go down to the Navy Yard

and I'll show you the USS Constitution.

My dad took me there when I was just about your age.

How does that sound?

And tomorrow we're going to go visit Dr Carlisle at the hospital.

It's time for your physical.

She's looking forward to seeing you.

Let's skip the salt and butter, OK?

That's looking pretty good, son.

Think we should finish it together?

How's that?

Here, have some pop corn.

We have to talk about something, son.

Man to man.

Do you remember when Mrs Catalano

went to visit her granddaughter in Buffalo?

She was gone two weeks and we all pitched in and we did just fine.

Well, Mr Catalano is going away again.

This time for a lot longer.

She has a sister in Italy, just like you have Lizzie.

And she wants to live with her.

Do you understand?

I know it's sad, son, but we're going to be just fine. Don't worry.

(WHIMPERS)

EKG show bifascicular two-to-one block

with an occasional ventricular ectopia.

And your plan?

Pacemaker insertion.

Excellent.

Dr Wade will explain the procedure later, Mr McMullan.

Don't worry, we'll take good care of you.

We'll get a urological consult after the pacemaker is in

for a probable Small-Carrion prosthesis.

Yes, sir.

Anyone have any questions?

All right.

Dr Craig, I just wanted to say how sorry I am... about Eve Leighton.

It was a loss for all of us.

It was also an extraordinary experience.

The new heart was functioning perfectly.

Your work was a success.

Thank you.

Well, maybe we'd better just forget it then, I guess.

Of course, if you want to play catch?

No, sir.

Me either.

I really don't know what you expect from me, sir.

I got a little something for you to remind you of home.

Open it, it's yours.

Thank you, Dr Ridley.

I've been reading all about the Orange parade in that book there.

To celebrate William's victory at the Boyne.

It's a big holiday.

What, is it anything like our Thanksgiving Day parade

with floats and majorettes?

Nah, it's much more serious than that.

My stepfather used to carry the drum through the festival archways.

The drum, like in the picture book?

Yes, and he banged on it with bamboo canes

tied to his wrists with leather straps.

At the end of the day he'd beat it so fiercely

his arms would be all cut up.

But the sound of that drum

throws fear into the hearts of all Catholics.

And what about you?

What would you do on that day?

Pray, of course!

And help to build a bonfire to burn the Pope in effigy.

And sing.

Sing?

What?

What would you sing?

♪ Loyal Ulstermen unite

♪ For Ulster's cause is right

♪ There is danger still

♪ Our enemies are never far away

♪ But the Orange men united stand Are ready for the fray

♪ But if we turn our backs

♪ The enemy would strike... ♪

I used to sing that song long before I knew what the words meant.

Eddie?

I talked with your uncle before he died and he told me...

all about the bus depot in Belfast and all the people that you killed.

I never should have moved to the city.

What was it like, Eddie?

Can you remember what it felt like when it happened?

♪ But if we turn our backs

♪ The enemy would strike

♪ But Ulstermen will fight For Ulster's cause... ♪

(SNIFFS)

I swerved to miss Brennan the second time.

I smashed into the wall on purpose to avoid hitting him.

I didn't want him to die.

I didn't want any of them to die.

I believe you, Eddie.

I really do.

But we can't pretend that it didn't happen.

They killed my brother.

And I killed them...

and their brothers will kill me.

We're fighting for a land that is rocky and barren,

no-one really wants.

Babies freeze to death

and, instead of digging up peat for fuel, we dig graves.

It's, it's a place I hate... and...

(Sorry, Eddie.)

(I'm sorry, I really am.)

I miss my mother.

SAW BUZZES

Oh, no, hey! Come on, I'm alive. See...

Victor!

Breathing, walking, talking...

What are you doing here?!

I was waiting for you and...

Waiting for me?

Yeah, I'm sorry, I guess I dozed off, OK?

Erm, phew, I need your advice.

Advice, from me?

Yeah. What, is there an echo in here, or something?

I don't know, is there? Hello?

What, no. Try and stay with me, Cathy, OK? Please.

And put that saw down, come on!

Erm, I talked to guys about this but they've been absolutely no help.

I need an expert opinion.

Is this pathological?

In a way, I suppose.

Erm, you see, there's this girl and I'm nuts about her.

She wants to be friends,

I want it to be much more than that, you understand?

So do I, Victor.

So, I'm not sure what, quite, to do with it because, you know,

&lt her perception of me is just a step left of being a eunuch.

That's not true.

I know that, tell it to Roberta.

Who's Roberta?

The girl I'm in love with, you want flashcards? Listen to me, Roberta.

Oh! Well...

Well, what has Roberta said to you about all this?

A-ha, she said she wants the natural me.

&lt Now, what do you think?

Natural?

That was her word?

Seems pretty obvious. All the signals are there.

OK, but the last time I made a move she burned me.

Kinky.

Psychologically, Cathy.

Oh.

Seems to me like she is ready now.

Tonight is crucial.

Whatever you do, this is your last chance.

This is the last chance?

To do something,

to really show her just how unique you think your relationship is.

Well, tell me, what would you do?

Oh, Victor...

Come on, our secret.

Well... some girls like to be lavished with gifts.

Sounds familiar.

I like to be lavished with cream.

PAGER BEEPS

Whoa! There goes old to Mr Beeper, huh?

I got to run, doll.

Thanks to you, thank you, thank you very much.

We're almost done. &gt.

Open your mouth.

Open your mouth, Tommy.

How do they look? &gt.

Good.

Let's step in here for a second.

You can put your clothes on now, Tommy.

Be right back, sport.

Physically he's fine, Donald,

but I don't think I've seen him this unresponsive in years.

Yeah, well, he's a little mad at the world these days.

Our housekeeper's leaving us for good.

Hm, that's certainly not going to help the home situation.

Well, I had a talk with Mrs Elway, over at his school, and she agrees

that he doesn't need full-time supervision at home any more.

As long as we start some kind of movement or art therapy.

Listen, Donald, I've known you a long time,

I... certainly don't want to tell you how to run your life

but, as Tommy's Doctor, I think, maybe, you should consider

sending him to a boarding school for special children.

Never.

You've done everything in your power to reach him

for the last eight years.

Mary, there are no heroics here,

I just want my son to have as full and normal a life as possible

and I can't see that happening if I ship him off

to some institution somewhere. It's as simple as that.

I understand.

I'd better get him back to school. Thanks for your concern, Mary.

Oh, boy!

Tommy?

(EXHALES)

Do you want me to call security?

No, he was raised in this hospital. He knows it inside and out.

Besides, the way he feels, the last thing I want is to scare him.

I'll find him myself, thanks.

Helen, have you seen Tommy?

You just missed him, he went towards your office.

Oh, great.

'Oh, come on, lady.'

Waiting is a nightmare.

Can't choke now, main event.

(EXHALES) Wait a minute.

Wants the natural me, huh?

(LAUGHS) To Victor go the spoils.

Ooh!

Dr Westphall.

Come here for a minute.

TOY PLAYS WHEN YOU WISH UPON A STAR

Come on, son, it's time to go.

Mom left Tommy...

Mrs Catalano left Tommy...

Lizzie leaving Tommy...

You leave Tommy, Dad?

Wouldn't leave you for anything.

What is this, some kind of vacuum cleaner?

&lt Victor? Victor, are you here?

Oh, boy, here goes nothing.

Victor?

Er, I'm in here, Roberta.

What are you doing in the closet?

Well, he said you were in love with the real, natural me,

so, here I come!

Ta-da! (CHUCKLES)

Victor.

Yes?

You know Dr Weiss, don't you?

(GASPS)

Yes.

Good to see you.

(EXHALES)

OK.

BABY GURGLES

Oh, in the name of the Lord!

You're getting big.

I'm sorry, Dr Craig.

You want me to take him?

No, not at all.

It's been years since I've held a baby.

(CHUCKLES)

I was looking for you.

You've heard about Eve Leighton, I suppose?

It must be strange for you too.

It's like having Nina die twice.

Oh, Jack.

I feel like I've let everyone down - you and Nina included.

No, no, no, no. What more could you do?

I wasn't even there.

I couldn't get to her.

I was in the middle of doing a bypass.

Extending someone else's life.

(There you go.)

You know, standing over that man's chest, worrying about Eve,

I stopped for a second, looked at my hands...

and marvelled at the intricacies of the human body.

To take a vein from the leg of a man and connect it to his heart

and then to see him a year or so later...

leading an active life...

or to take a disintegrating heart, like Eve's,

and replace it with one as strong and as vibrant as your wife's...

well, you feel like God.

And then it doesn't take

and then you very quickly realise... you're only a man.

I know how you feel.

I've got to get going. I'm going over to the wake.

Are you going to the funeral tomorrow?

Yes, of course.

Would you mind if I go with you?

I'd like that.

My father was a very famous surgeon, you know...

and I can remember, when I was growing up, asking him,

"Why do people die?",

And he said, "That's why you should become a doctor."

And now, after all the years of training and practice,

I know how people die...

but I still don't know why.